There was a land

Not bland

But very grand


Flowers bloomed from every corner

A beautiful sight

And everywhere you found no mourners


The sun shines fairly bright

The weather was perfect to fly a kite

Everywhere beautiful birds took flight


So beautiful were the plants

But at first you would give them a small glance

Then they’d put you in a trance


Animals chittering all around

Upon their face there wasn’t a frown

Happy, chatting, chittering sound




The land was always peaceful there

And the weather was always fair

With non-violent bears


And there are some perks or two

The sky was always a deep sky blue

With growing bamboo



But that, my friend, is not all

It is never a cold fall

But i do not want to drawl and drawl


So goodbye, farewell

I hear a bell

That says, “It’s time for the wishing well.”